One time, I asked my wife, “Honey, is it okay if I wear thongs?” to whatever outing we were attending.
She looked over her decidedly sexy glasses at me, then curled her lip in disgust (not so sexy all of a sudden). “I will hurl if I EV-ER see you in a thong!” she enunciated in case I couldn’t hear her, “Your hairy legs go straight into your back completely bypassing any feature that resembles a butt!” She then made noises like a cat coughing up a hairball. I got the idea. Continue reading “The Appropriateness of Thongs”